| Round here, there’s nothing but thug niggas
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| Down here, nothing but hard heads
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| Round here, nothing but straight killas down here
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| And if you really wanna know
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| I’m from the city of the wickedest, cut throat connivers
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| We keeps it gutter, till the day that we die
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| We roam the streets at dark, all we got to survive
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| Is our hands and our heart, our balls and our word
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| Just for sitting in my hood, I be screaming until I’m horse
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| You ever touch one of mine, I’m coming for you and yours
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| If you ain’t got to jack in the murder, you ain’t shit
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| When you hear the blacka-blacka, you know somebody got hit
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| Hope it ain’t none of mine, and if it’s mine
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| I be coming to get you die trying, survival of the fittest
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| We the sickest no disrespect, but these boys got heart
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| It could be the dope, but these boys play the part
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| Murder capital, just a couple years back
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| In my city, itching to put us right back on the map
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| When you hear the click-clack, you know it’s time to smash
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| Playa in chest-tolic, catch a bullet in the ass
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| I still hustled the block, I keep on cock the 17 shots
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| I’m a 9th Ward nigga, so I can’t be stopped
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| Fill a X fill a boy, whatever get us high
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| With money on my mind, so somebody bound to die
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| Be careful what you say, cause if my people feel played
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| You bound to get sprayed, hole in your fade
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| I’m in between your braids, we love cracking domes
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| We love car jacking, and breaking in people homes
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| Love concealing weapons, illegal firearms
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| I’m a felon, ain’t no papers on this pistol in my palm
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| Suicidal, murder mo' common than crawfish
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| Nigga die, we second line ain’t that a (bi-ay-itch)
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| Nigga got your number, no need to wonder
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| Who put, lil' whodi under
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| Crooked ass police force, them the biggest dope dealers
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| New Orleans made us killas my nigga, you got to feel us
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| This for my thug and thugettes, niggas in the ghet’s
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| Throw up your hood nigga, represent your set
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| (*talking*)
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| Look come on, come on, keep it real
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| No other nigga gon thug like me
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| Tear up a club like me, whack a nigga for free
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| Beat down the police, spit in the judge face
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| Slap a mo’fucker if he get out of place
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| Down here, what |